Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 83

Chapter 83: “It’s Alright, Don’t Be Afraid…”

Li Yu stared at the starry sky above the island, a breathtaking, dreamlike scene.

Icy blue light flowed among the stars, a massive formation covering the sky.

A black flame erupted from within the blue light, instantly igniting every star.

Li Yu stared, her breath catching in her throat, her mind blank.

Wisps of resentment drifted towards them from afar.

Within seconds, the dark red tendrils, like a rising tide, surged from the black sky beyond the formation,

Passing through the starlight above, converging towards the burning stars.

A dark flame flickered on the bone fragment in her hand.

Before Li Yu could react, the sky above the North Sea was completely engulfed in a dark red sea of resentment.

The burning stars, like embers sinking into a thick, bloody sea, their light dimming.

They flickered and burned, rising and falling with the churning waves of resentment.

The oppressive, suffocating red, intertwined with the black flames and the starlight.

Even the falling snow turned black.

Blood-red lightning flashed, accompanied by deafening thunder, like roaring dragons within the sea of resentment, threatening to tear the world apart.

And everything converged towards the formation, twisting and distorting as it approached the center.

The sky above the North Sea, a grotesque scene of impending doom.

This lightless land, its only moment of brilliance in millennia, a gentle light untouched by the raging storm, embracing the seemingly endless resentment of the human realm.

—Before being consumed, it had been pure, empty.

This phenomenon would surely alert the entire world.

Qing Nü had told Yetan about this plan three hundred years ago, perhaps even sending out a message when the formation was completed.

Using her own body as a catalyst, merging with the Heavenly Demon, was incredibly dangerous.

Having gone this far, to ensure success, she must have made preparations with the only person who could assist her, ensuring they would arrive in time to activate the formation before she completely lost control.

Soon, the gods and immortals who had slain the Heavenly Demon four thousand years ago would arrive, led by Yetan, to activate the formation.

And when the demon-slaying formation was fully powered, the Demon Bone would weaken, easily destroyed.

But could she choose?

—Destroy the Demon Bone, or place it within Mu Tao.

Li Yu’s heart was in turmoil; she couldn’t make this decision.

Suddenly, countless lights, approaching from afar, flickered in the darkness beyond the formation.

Li Yu sensed a familiar aura.

She instinctively concealed herself with a spell, retreating into the nearby house.

She didn’t belong to this time; she couldn’t be discovered—especially not by the original Li Yu, four thousand years ago.

She had to hide, lest she disrupt everything, creating a mess she couldn’t control.

Moments later, the approaching lights pierced through the darkness, rekindling the dimming stars within the sea of resentment.

The massive formation of stars was fully activated.

Brilliant starlight flooded the world, seemingly capable of devouring all darkness, all resentment.

Suddenly, a stream of resentment flowed towards the house.

Li Yu’s heart skipped a beat.

She looked down at the bone fragment in her hand, now completely enveloped in resentment.

The demon-slaying formation was active, yet the Demon Bone wasn’t weakening as Qing Nü had said it would.

Although weaker, it wasn’t bound by the formation and was now absorbing the surrounding resentment, attempting to nourish the trapped demonic soul within it.

She almost forgot…

Si Qinglan had told her that the battle four thousand years ago was a devastating one.

Qing Nü wasn’t the only one who died to prevent the Heavenly Demon’s return.

The goddess Yetan’s soul dissipated after exhausting her power in that battle, and the Heavenly Realm, severely weakened, severed its connection with the human realm.

The Heavenly Demon’s power was far greater than she had imagined. Any further hesitation, and she might lose this only chance to destroy the Demon Bone.

As more and more resentment converged towards the house, Li Yu’s heart pounded.

She instinctively gathered spiritual energy in her palm but hesitated.

Then, the little wolf, which had woken up unnoticed, bit down on her sleeve, pulling at her hand.

She frowned and looked down at it, slightly dazed.

Its light brown eyes were filled with tears, its anxious gaze pleading with her to stop.

The little wolf demon didn’t understand what was happening,

Didn’t know why the North Sea had changed so drastically.

Despite its fear, it recognized the familiar scent on that strange bone fragment in Li Yu’s hand.

It didn’t understand where Qing Nü was, why it could no longer sense her.

It didn’t understand why this bone fragment was left behind, why Li Yu wanted to destroy it…

It just knew that if this last vestige of her disappeared, it would never be able to sense her again.

“Mu Tao…” Li Yu whispered, her heart aching.

She stared at the little wolf, the spiritual energy in her hand almost swallowed by the swirling resentment.

As she hesitated, the little wolf jumped up, snatched the bone fragment from her hand, and, like a petulant child, hid under the table.

“Mu Tao!” Li Yu instinctively reached for it, but the little wolf retreated further.

Resentment surged towards it, and it whimpered, its eyes filled with fear, wanting to escape, but there was nowhere to go.

It remembered Qing Nü saying that these red threads were called resentment.

The sky outside was filled with it.

Like the human realm in its distant memories, a suffocating presence.

Both the resentment and Li Yu seemed intent on destroying this last, faint trace of her.

It looked up at Li Yu’s panicked expression.

She seemed to want to say something but couldn’t, a single tear rolling down her cheek.

Despite the howling wind and snow, the sound of the falling tear was incredibly loud.

The dark red resentment blurred its vision, despair washing over it.

With nowhere to go, it swallowed the Demon Bone.

A surge of resentment flowed into its body, and it felt an excruciating pain.

As if something was tearing it apart from the inside, ripping its flesh to shreds.

Black flames erupted, burning through its body.

Its pale gray fur turned red, stained by the resentment.

It thrashed in agony, its very soul threatened by the pain.

A gentle blue light enveloped it, a soothing touch, like a cool breeze, easing the pain.

Li Yu crouched down, picked up the little wolf, and cradled it in her arms, trying to suppress the surging demonic energy within it.

The converging resentment had attracted the attention of the gods and immortals.

Without thinking, she summoned the Jinxu Gui.

—System, take me back!

It looked dormant, devoid of power.

But as her intent solidified, the world shifted.

A blue light flickered, the shadow of the gnomon moving forward, and in a blink, she and the little wolf were in the river of time.

A blinding light erupted from the distant horizon, engulfing the small courtyard.

The swirling snow, the demon-slaying formation, the clashing lights, the black flames and the sea of resentment, the lightning and the thunder—all of it vanished.

In the sudden silence, she heard a soft whimper.

The little wolf in her arms was still faintly glowing with black flames and resentment.

It still seemed to be in pain, its small body snuggling against her.

Under the Demon Bone’s influence, it was slowly transforming, changing.

A soft blue light enveloped it.

“It’s alright, don’t be afraid…”

She should take it to Si Qinglan.

To a more suitable time, two hundred years before she arrived in this world.

—The beginning of everything.

Li Yu gently patted the little wolf’s trembling body, looked towards the faint golden light, and, her heart heavy, followed its guidance.

This journey wasn’t as arduous as before.

The stars didn’t turn into blades, the river of time didn’t become thorns.

But her steps were heavy, as if she couldn’t bear to leave this predetermined past.

The scattered starlight, falling into her eyes, formed fleeting images of the past.

She saw the sea of resentment dissipating,

The world renewing itself, the cycle continuing.

The Heavenly Mirror gone, the stars fading, the North Sea returning to its endless darkness.

The floating island, created from spiritual energy, gradually melting away like ice and snow, disappearing into the eternal night.

A thousand years later, the great being slumbering in the depths would rise, only to find an unfamiliar, yet familiar emptiness.

It would stare blankly, unmoving, its eyes empty, as if still trapped in a dream.

Snow would slowly cover its massive form.

It was the loneliest island in that lightless sea…

For a moment, Li Yu felt a despair deeper than the eternal night of the North Sea.

Qing Nü, the ancient god, was gone, replaced by a fallen god, a Heavenly Demon.

But she wasn’t like that.

What happened in the North Sea that day, no one could give him an answer.

Or rather, the answers weren’t what he wanted to believe.

Every hundred years, he would visit the human realm, then return to the North Sea, but there was nothing there, everything returned to its original state, not even a sliver of moonlight remained.

He would never understand, Li Yu thought.

That he had simply…had a dream, a brief, fleeting dream within his long life.

And upon waking, his heart, empty, filled with a single, unwavering obsession.